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tell me
more. What did he do next?”
     
    “He reached down,
groping at the back of my hips, where he took hold of my pants and pulled them
off me. I had to lift my butt just a little to allow them to pass over this big
booty,” she giggled softly.
     
    “Get mine off?”
Roxanne questioned.
     
    “If you want to
follow the story, mmhmm,” Carrie winked lustily.
     
    “I do, I do… Keep
going, here let me lift up for you,” the young woman panted, hoisting her butt
from the couch, letting Carrie pull those pants completely down her legs and
onto the floor. There was nothing but a thin pair of orange panties separating
the depraved Carrie from that tempting slit of Roxanne’s. Nothing but the
dampened material, indented with the shape of those plump lips hiding beneath
them.
     
    “He kissed me once
more, like this…” Carrie nibbled on the young girl’s lip. “Then he lowered down
and placed his hot mouth against my pussy. Oh, I had wanted him more than
anything – with his lips pressed against mine… I wanted to watch him taste me.
You’d like to see me taste you, Roxanne?”
     
    “Yes, just show me
what he did!” she shouted, her fingers gripping powerfully into the couch
cushions. Her body was quivering with a burning desire. She was so ready, so
horny, so desperate for it. Roxanne wanted to know what it felt like to have a
needy mouth sucking on her southern lips.
     
    There lingered a
tense, eternal moment… with Carrie’s mouth positioned directly above the young
pussy. Roxanne cast her gaze downward, still biting her lip, shaking with
anticipation. She was so ready to not only see, but feel her fantasy come to
life.
     
    “Go on, Carrie…
Show me what he did!”
     
    The older woman
smiled, lowering her face down, letting her mouth press against the naughty
lips of her best friend’s daughter. Oh… how juicy and tasty they were through
the panties. This pitiful wall of clothing could do nothing to hold back the
liquid gushing out from Roxanne and finding its way into the wanton throat of
Carrie as she swallowed it all, quite greedily.
     
    She ran her tongue
over the entire length. Feeling the juicy slit on either side of her dipping
spoon, stopping at the top to lick roughly on Roxanne’s wee little pleasure
button. She dug that tongue in deep and hard, eliciting a loud moan from the
young girl. It was an amazing feeling to Roxanne – finally having something
other than her own hand being touched on her most precious, erotic zone.
     
    Carrie refused to
relent, as she licked on and on, top to bottom over and over. Her mistress was
writhing like a mad-woman. It was too much to take lying still. She just had to
move about and release the sexual tension in her body.
     
    “What next, Carrie!
What did he do next!” Roxanne shouted at last, wishing with all her might that
the boyfriend did something quite naughty… There seemed to be a good chance
that he was about to.
    “He took this off,
sexy girl,” Carrie instructed, already grabbing at the panties.
     
    Roxanne was kind
enough to shoot her hips into the air with a miraculous speed, reaching down to
remove them herself. They were tossed aside without a second thought – some
soggy, sex scented memorabilia to be collected later.
     
    And there it was…
Carrie’s eyes lit up with an inextinguishable craving, staring down at the fully
exposed and utterly tempting pussy belonging to the young woman. It was the
prettiest she had ever set her gaze upon – and soon her tongue… The thick,
meaty sex curtains begging to be devoured. And devoured, they would be.
     
    Roxanne didn’t need
to ask this time. Carrie was already on her way back down.
     
    “This is what he
did…” she said, putting her tongue on the upper portion of that delicious
looking cunt.
     
    The antsy girl
began to pant and moan loudly, her chest heaving with rapid, shallow breaths.
Roxanne’s feet began to jitter and shake. The girl was so ready for it all… so,
so